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She ran home again today, but for no apparent reason. She was breathing heavily as she flung open the door, and her cheeks were pink from the bitter cold of spring. She lost a shoe as she scrambled up into her loft bed, and promptly took out her pc and messaged her online boyfriend. once she sent a picture of her new green hair to him, he stopped messaging her back. she became emotionless, staring into the distance, and slowly devolving into pixelated blocks... she hears a voice.... it'll all be over soon....